The month of September is a complete blur. There was white and yellow and cardboard and coconut water. Dirt, sharpies, hugs, music, vodka and change. Real change.
The Do Good Bus Tour with Foster The People is flying past me but it also feels like I've been on the road for months.
Two days ago (aka, two weeks ago) a lovely couple hosted a private party where the band played in their backyard. At some point, I was standing in the kitchen talking to someone and glanced down at the floor across the room. My brother and Cubbie were standing there, barefoot. I suddenly realized I was too and almost second guessed myself. Is that rude? Trashy?
Um, no. Just fantastic.